Late at night on the second day of the departure of the Shence Army.

The stars are dotted, the crescent moon is crooked, listlessly emitting a faint fluorescence.

The earth seemed to be covered with an inky quilt, and the five fingers could not be seen.

The southern outpost camp of the demon army, the two camps are next to each other, the braziers in the camp are flickering and dark, and the red charcoal fire is covered with a thick layer of white ash.

Five miles south of the camp, two thousand soldiers were armed with spears, and Wu Yan's muffled command was like the greedy voice of the night demon in the lonely night, thick and clear, cold and piercing.

"Get on the horse!"

Two thousand soldiers mounted their horses in unison, as if only one man had mounted his horse.

"Enter."

The mouth is a piece, the hooves are wrapped in cotton, and the war horse is slow, as if it is silent.

The remaining two thousand soldiers followed closely behind, half a mile apart, and the pitch-black armor completely blended into the night, only the gentle sound of Jin Ge colliding in the night wind.

Every distance the horsemen marched, they would see a group of black-armored warriors with blood-stained swords silently marching silently on both sides of the army, and if you looked closely, you would find the corpses and remains scattered on the cold ground.

When he was less than two miles away from the southern outpost camp of the demon army, Wu Yan, who was riding a war horse at the forefront, slowly waved his right hand, and a cold light shot out from the cloth cover, and the two thousand horsemen behind him immediately flashed a steel spear that reflected the frost of death.

Wu Yan pointed forward with his spear, leaned forward immediately, kicked the horse back with both feet, sat down and rode in understanding, and gradually accelerated from the jogging with four hooves, even the sound of the horse's hooves wrapped in cotton cloth could no longer hide the strong battle spirit at this moment.

For example, the sound of the horse's hooves beating the dull giant drum resounded on the earth, the frequency of the horse's hooves stepping on the ground became faster and faster, the rhythm became more and more compact, and the sound gradually became crisp and loud.

The camp of the demon army, which was still asleep, was finally awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, the alarm bell on the watchtower was sounded in a panic, and the soldiers who were constantly wearing armor and sharp swarmed out of their respective tents.

Wu Yan took the lead, taking the lead, the war horse under his crotch jumped high over the brazier that was still burning on the ground, Wu Yan's body was slightly on the right side, and the spear in his hand instantly pierced the throat of a panicked soldier, and then the spear swept, and a soldier who tried to swing a knife to chop the horse flew and smashed into the brazier next to the tent, and for a while, the sparks splashed, and the dry tent was immediately ignited, and the fire rose rapidly, and the flames soared to the sky.

Behind Wu Yan, there were dozens of horsemen who stepped on the ground and the cold light was like lightning, piercing into the body of the demon soldier, and then riding his horse and galloping forward, and the body of the pierced soldier was dragged for several meters and then torn in half.

From the air, the chaotic outpost camp of the demon army was broken through by rows of iron cavalry and black armor that constantly appeared in the darkness, like a wave, rushing from the head to the open space behind the camp, and then like ants gathering in the nest, countless black-armored foot soldiers holding silver light Huohuo war knives merged into the broken sea of fire.

Half an hour later, in the north of a sea of corpses, 2,000 horsemen and 2,000 soldiers rushed in two directions, east and west.

The still burning camp wailed all over the sky, only to come to an abrupt end when a black-robed scribe with a sword in hand arrived. Except for the clatter of the sudden explosion of wood, there was silence. The wounded soldiers, who were still struggling to breathe before, had a blood-red deep wound on the neck of a healthy corpse when Jian Hong and his five hundred escort battalions passed.

At noon the next morning.

On a lonely peak in the northwest of Qingfeng City, Jiang Ge's eyes lit up, and his frowning brows immediately stretched.

The horns of Qingfeng City roared in unison, and rows of soldiers on the city wall were waiting for them. The east and west gates suddenly opened, and each horse entered the city at a rapid pace. Then five more horsemen galloped north at the north gate.

In the south of Qingfeng City, Jian Hong sat on a horse, carrying a long sword, and the dark pupils under the sword eyebrows reflected the not so majestic city in front of him.

Behind Jian Hong, there were black-armored soldiers waiting in formation, dozens of wooden tower ladders as high as the city wall were waiting for them, and dozens of stone throwers had already placed stones and aimed at the city wall accurately.

The river is upstream to the northwest of Qingfeng City, about five miles away from the city wall. Fifty-one people dressed in fish clothes and carrying oil-paper bags dived into the turquoise river, down the river, and a quarter of an hour later, in the river under the northwest wall of Qingfeng City, there were aquatic plants swaying, and they disappeared for a moment.

The iron railing at the mouth of the culvert under the city wall was easily damaged by Brother Jiang, and after entering the city, fifty-one people were divided into three waterways: upper, middle and lower. Jiang Ge, who showed his head slightly, was waiting.

Wait for the moment when the boulder thrown by the stone thrower outside the city smashes into the city wall.

The time of booking is getting closer and closer, and the whole Qingfeng City is quiet in addition to quiet. There was no movement outside the city.

Jian Hong, who was riding on a horse, pinched his fingers with his left hand and looked at the sun with slanted eyes. The anxiety in my heart rose rapidly, and there was no movement in the east and west directions.

Little by little, the sun is setting towards the west, and the scorching midday sun is gradually turning into sunset.

There was no movement in the north of Qingfeng City, didn't the five horsemen who rushed out go to call for reinforcements? After the two horsemen from the east and west who asked for help entered the city, they did not see a single soldier in the city.

Seeing that the appointed time was coming, Jiang Ge, who was still hiding in the water, was anxious, and Jiang Ge, who had no choice but to hide quietly, anxious in his heart, but also trusted the four battalion commanders under him. Jiang Ge kept convincing himself, and kept secretly looking at the position of the red sun in the sky.

Outside Qingfeng City, Jian Hong nervously looked at the position of the sun, silently calculating the time in his heart. A calm and natural face also has beads of sweat constantly falling.

Time passes bit by bit. No one can stop the path of the sun, and no one can freeze the passage of time.

Jiang Ge, who has already done his best, no longer hides underwater at the last moment. The sword behind his back is unsheathed. It is better to die fifty-one people than to defeat the whole army.

The sun was lower, and Jiang Ge glanced at it with some disappointment.

It was nearly half an hour longer than the agreed time.

Jiang Ge, who was already determined to die, did not turn on the fire fold and laughed at himself. I thought it was seamless and the victory was in my hands, but I still failed.

A strong sense of frustration arose, and Jiang Ge, who was extremely depressed, looked at the long sword in his hand, and then rushed towards the tall city behind him like lightning.

Even if it's a dream, when you wake up, you won't regret the last desperate battle.

When Jian Hong, outside the south gate of Qingfeng City, and all the Shence Army soldiers behind him were frustrated and preparing to retreat quickly, on the wall of the south gate, there was a person shirtless and holding a long sword, walking like flying, and the sword was like lightning. The sword body like a silver mirror reflected the golden afterglow, and the body was like a swimming dragon, and the sword light was like a rainbow.

The demon army defending the city that was staring closely at the battle array at the south gate was caught off guard, and when the defenders on the city wall reacted, dozens of people were already in a different place without feeling it.

Then there was a long horn roaring, and groups of demon soldiers slashed at the flickering sword light from both sides of the city wall.

Seeing this, the Shence Army, which had already planned to withdraw, all had a rising fighting spirit, a majestic and murderous aura, and an excited heart that could not be expressed.

When Jian Hong, who also used a sword, swam the light and shadow on the city wall, his heart was boiling, and his sword heart, which had always been arrogant, trembled violently.

This is the real sword light like a rainbow, tightly holding the hilt of the unsheathed sword with eyes like electricity, full of fighting spirit, being dragged by the sword light on the city wall and constantly shaking the right hand long sword as if it was about to fly out automatically. Jian Hong resisted the great temptation of flying up to the wall to fight side by side with the sword shadow, holding the hilt of the sword and staring at every silver sword light on the city wall.

On the city wall, the guards accumulated more and more, and rows of spears continued to stab at Jiang Ge's afterimage, and then they were cut off by the sword light, and then a row of neat steel spear heads stabbed past. From the initial elegant figure to the current frightening step, Jiang Ge's shirtless upper body already has a lot of small wounds. Bright beads of blood rolled down, staining the back of his chest and back, and the hand holding the sword was soaked in blood.

The demon army of guards seemed endless, falling in batches, rushing out in batches, and in a steady stream. Whenever Jiang Ge flew to dodge the spear thrust or Jiang Ge slashed the enemy, the battle array of the Shence Army at the south gate would erupt with a roar full of battle intent.

A feather arrow suddenly shot at Jiang Ge from which direction, just in time to take off to avoid a row of spears stabbing Jiang Ge's left shoulder poofed deeply embedded in a long arrow shaft, the arrow entered the shoulder, a piercing pain caused Jiang Ge's body to be unstable, a spear found the opportunity to stab Jiang Ge's left ribs, Jiang Ge instantly twisted his body when he saw this, and the head of the spear glittering with silver light grazed Jiang Ge's ribs, leaving a long blood groove.

"War, war, war."

The originally silent and extremely depressed South Gate Shence Army suddenly erupted into a huge roar in unison, followed by the sound of war drums, which shook the heart. In the east-west direction, there were long horns ringing in the sky, and the sound of heavy horses' hooves as a war horse galloped through the sky, followed by huge stones piercing the sky, and the piercing tearing sound of the bearer slammed into the walls of Qingfeng City.

Jian Hong flew off the horse with a sword, galloping, wearing a black robe like black lightning, rushing towards the city wall with ripples, when he was less than ten steps close to the city wall, Jian Hong flew up, his feet were on the straight city wall, and finally flew up, crossed the city, and fell into the dense siege of Jiang Ge's defenders. For a while, the sword qi was raging, causing ripples, and the sword qi was shattered when it touched it.

There were two more horsemen running along the city wall from the east and west directions to the direction where Jiang Ge was located in the south gate tower. A man with a war-horse long knife slashed across the city wall, sparks splashed everywhere, gold and stone struck, and the fighting spirit was monstrous.

Accompanied by the roar of the Shence Army's "battle and battle", Chen Sheng pedaled the horse with both feet, flew up, and after the slash in his hand was fixed into the city wall, he rotated and then drew his knife and jumped on the city wall, the sword flashed, and the gun broke and killed.

On the other side, the silver-armored young general was as light as a swallow, stepping on the arrows that had long been deeply embedded in the city wall, flying like stepping on a tree branch. The five arrows in his hand fired a volley, and the arrows pierced the armor, and the huge inertia shot the soldiers of the Demon Army in the middle of the arrows.

Jiang Ge, who was fighting bloodily, was about to lose his nerve when the dense spears around him suddenly emptied, and he looked around with blood-dazed eyes, only to see a black-clothed scribe not far away through the blood red, and the sword light was like water. There are strong men with long knives who cut horizontally and vertically, as if entering a no-man's land. There are also silver-armored young generals who shoot five arrows at once, and the arrows are like lightning.

Jiang Ge endured the severe pain in his body, his eyes, which had already been soaked in blood, gradually blurred, and his physical strength was paralyzed to the end, and he passed out.

There seems to be a neighing of war horses in my ears, explosions are constant, and I am trembling~ endlessly.

Whoosh~ A dark arrow hidden in nowhere shot quickly towards Jiang Ge lying on the ground with thunder.

The sound of arrows piercing bones was crisp.

"Protect the general, the whole army will slaughter the city without leaving a single one~"

In an extremely worried shout, Jiang Ge completely fell into darkness.

Long.

There seems to be a white light dazzling.